Inspiration can burst through my lazy thoughts when I least expect it. This morning I was chatting with my daughter over a bowl of Wheaties FUEL. It was the crack of 9:30 am and son was still asleep. Gone are the days when I used to hear “Mommy!” and crawl out of bed wishing for just one more hour. I had been up since 6:30 editing Mystic and enjoying the silence.

Daughter and I were discussing life when out of my mouth popped-“There’s a difference between feeling you deserve something and feeling you’re blessed to have something.” She agreed.

Still in editing mode, I went upstairs and wrote it down. It morphed into-There’s a difference between feeling entitled and feeling blessed, one leads to resentment and the other contentment.
K.D. Rausin